Luoyang Grand Hotel
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... the building long ago begun to fade and crumble. The wrought iron accents on balconies drip a brownish rust that has accumulated over the years, staining the building walls. In the distance are gleaming high rises, but they look like overbearing cousins, too intent on flaunting
their wealth. The smaller buildings hold my interest. There is a romantic glamor to them, a promise of beautiful pictures and interesting stories. I'm sure their ...
... TV's, monitors, and billboards throughout our days but this was something different. The overwhelming notion of the sacrifice and dedication it takes to make even a small carving in a limestone cliff, much less to have done it 1500 years ago with rudimentary tools, is enough to make me stop in awe. Picturing the dedicated followers of Buddha of the time slowy chiseling away at the rocks to form such beauty is mesmerizing. Unfortunately, many of the statues have ...
... that it won't be finished before I leave as it looks really impressive.
We caught a taxi home and I went to Mia's for a coffee and Jenny went home. Both of us needed a rest as we were off again to Longmen.
It was difficult for me to judge the timing, as we wanted to see it in daylight and then stay for when it is lit up. We did a pretty good job of it and only had to wait half an hour at the end before it was dark enough for the lights to make ...
... walked to the baker shop to order a cake to take to the party. It was difficult to choose one as we didn't know whether he liked chocolate or cream. There are so many" beautiful" cakes to choose from. They all have lashings of fake cream and very little cake. We chose a square one as I said that it would be easier to cut. It turned out the Chinese friends still cut the cake into wedges even though it is a square cake. It actually made it more difficult for them.
We were meeting ...
... turned out to be a bloke.Then I wanted to see his face as I thought he might be a he/she person and expected to find plucked eyebrows and no whiskers, but no. He was one of the hairdresssers and was quite impressed with his locks when he had finished. The boys are worse than girls as they spend all their time either on their phones or blow drying their hair.
After the dye had been put in my hair there was an inspection by the boss and more dye was administered. I ...